i'm feeling a just little to
the left of sane today,
don't quite know what it is.
but it feels a little like
that itchy spot in the middle of your back.
you know the one ya just can't reach to scratch.
the day started good..
now a smidge of paranoid and pinch of misunderstood is make making me feel
less than i should
if i had to colour me right now,
it would be a deep grey, indigo blue.
perhaps....
i am just getting a dose of manflu(strange as i am a woman-girl).
but no it's more than that.
i feel rundown, runover, squashed flat.
bummed out busted and outright flustered
yeah adding a dash of that. now i am on a roll down a hill going fast.
nothing of import has happened to make me feel this way.
no arguement, cross words, crisis or dilemma has crossed my path today.
i am out of step,
stomping on toes,
counting to ten,
to save someones nose,
from my tense and tightly clenched fist.
the way that i'm feeling
one of two things could happen.
every body else could...
shuffle to the left a little
to align with me (yeah like thats gonna happen).
....or if thats just a hassle your going to need to:
step aside as my progress,
is now furious
and my wake is wide.
make your choice
my toes are a tappin
i no longer
have time for this lip flappin....
....boom thar she blows!!!!
Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 9:50 PM UTC
i'm feeling a just little to
the left of sane today,
don't quite know what it is.
but it feels a little like
that itchy spot in the middle of your back.
you know the one ya just can't reach to scratch.
the day started good..
now a smidge of paranoid and pinch of misunderstood is make making me feel
less than i should
if i had to colour me right now,
it would be a deep grey, indigo blue.
perhaps....
i am just getting a dose of manflu(strange as i am a woman-girl).
but no it's more than that.
i feel rundown, runover, squashed flat.
bummed out busted and outright flustered
yeah adding a dash of that. now i am on a roll down a hill going fast.
nothing of import has happened to make me feel this way.
no arguement, cross words, crisis or dilemma has crossed my path today.
i am out of step,
stomping on toes,
counting to ten,
to save someones nose,
from my tense and tightly clenched fist.
the way that i'm feeling
one of two things could happen.
every body else could...
shuffle to the left a little
to align with me (yeah like thats gonna happen).
....or if thats just a hassle your going to need to:
step aside as my progress,
is now furious
and my wake is wide.
make your choice
my toes are a tappin
i no longer
have time for this lip flappin....
....boom thar she blows!!!!
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